"Good evening Utobitha, it's that time of the month again! Yes, it's time for Talking with Tabitha! Tonight's guest loves taking long walks past crucified profligates, plotting the downfall of the NCR and his brother, and drinking a pureed mixture of Xander root, mesquite pods, and Cazador honey. Welcome to the show Mr. Deadly Seas." Tabitha flicks a switch and an applause track plays, "Now, Mr. Seas, tell me a little about yourself. What's it like being a strange half-bird, half-man, half-bull?"
"Thank you for having me...I think. Ah, you see this is just a helmet, I am not actually half bird-- or bull for that matter, just human. And it's Dead Sea, by the way. As you know I've come from Camp Nelson, which I brutally ripped from the NCR's clutches. To further demoralize them!"
"I see... So your intent in taking the town of Nelson was to cause Battle-Cattle ethics to falter? That's an interesting goal. What caused you to take this up as your cause? It doesn't seem like it would be particularly effective."
"What do you mean? Of course it's effective! We're crushing the NCR's moral by slaughtering their men and hanging their corpses up as decoration!"
"Now, you say this, as if it were fact. However I have credible sources that show that a certain blue-suited individual may or may not be cutting captured soldiers loose and escorting them out of the encampment directly under your beak. How do you feel about this?"
"That damn courier!” Dead Sea’s fist slams onto the table, causing a few things to rattle on its surface, "I told them to stay out of me camp! They're ruining everything!!"
"Now, now Dead, may I call you Dead? There's no need for violence. Tell me, do you think you are perhaps redirecting your anger and frustration unnecessarily? Don't you think it may be your fault and not someone else's?" Tabitha places her hand under her chin thoughtfully, eyebrows raised over her heart-shaped sunglasses, "Hmmmm?"
"why would this be my fault? I'm not cutting down my own-... are you implying I am not keeping a mindful watch over my camp?"
"More after these commercial messages."